Sunday, May 29, 2011

Warning Labels

Foaming from your mouth,
Words you've only seized upon.

And to you this life's a game,
Making choices to become ashamed.

Never for what you live for,
Just what your living by.

You've lost the sign you've been searching for,
A storm come June to keep adding more.

And our pain is just unaffected, pasts wrecked it.

Clinging to the lightning, bound to strike.
The thunder has arrived. 

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